George

No flash this week because my end of week was rather more frantic than I anticipated. Last night was spent having dinner with M & C. They were over from New Zealand and so we met for dinner in Borough at the rather fantastic George Inn, a national trust building...

Triangle

This is proving to be a strange week. I think I may have slipped a universe again. So I’m walking to the station having put in some unpaid overtime because I have MUG etched on my forehead and really quite tired. However, I am damn sure – from the other...

Told You

Now – were I a smug bastard – I could point out that I told you so. And if I lived somewhere else that sound would be me laughing, unfortunately I don’t and so that’s the sound of me banging my head against the desk wondering how bad it’s...

A brief interlude…

The walk to work this morning: I’m sooo tired. YES…YOU DO LOOK A BIT WORSE FOR WEAR Ow. Jeez, you’d think people would look where they’re going. YOU’D THINK Say, you’re a bit thin, you need some feeding up. Oh wow! I can smell...